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 Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:44 pm
"I'm not sure, Dem," Axel admitted. "Only one way to find out." The red-head stepped forward to face the decaying gates, his gaze never leaving the looming house before them. A firm shake broke free what little held it closed. The iron squealed reluctantly on long neglected hinges as he forcefully swung them open. Cautiously, the elder nobody stepped inside.
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 8:37 am
The boy's ears flattened as the iron gate squealed, an involuntary shudder going down his spine. Shaking it off, Demyx quickly skittered in after the red-head. He was a bit excited...but he also didn't like the idea of being left out front all alone, thus why he followed so quickly.
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